Lin Yu had a long conversation with Wang Yangming, explaining to him what modern special forces were and what scouts were. Anyway, they were teaching him modern military training concepts.
Of course, Lin Yu did not graduate from a military academy, so he only knew a little about it and just gave Wang Yangming a suggestion. Then there was the ideological and political education, which was also left to Wang Yangming.
The soldiers were educated on patriotism and loyalty, and his portrait was widely circulated in the army. However, Lin Yu did not set up supervisors, giving Wang Yangming sufficient autonomy.
Wang Yangming also talked to Lin Yu about his ideas and some ideas about running the army. The two chatted until dawn, both of whom had some unfinished feelings.
Wang Yangming really had the feeling that it was hard to find a close friend, and many of his views were in line with his ideas. He believed that his majesty must be a good emperor. What reason could there be for such an emperor not to help him attentively?
His Majesty has given me a stage to display my talents. I can only fully cooperate with the emperor's plan to repay the emperor's kindness.
Lin Yu is also quite satisfied with Wang Yangming. He deserves to be a saint in the world. His cheap cousin finally left some talents for himself. Otherwise, he really doesn't know where to find such a person. Can he really rely on Yan Song?
"Okay, it's almost time. I should go back, otherwise they will blow up the pot again later. I will leave this place to you. Your burden is very heavy." It was getting late, and Lin Yu patted Wang Yangming's hand.
Shoulder.
"Your Majesty~" Wang Yangming had tears in his eyes. If before he only wanted to serve the country and show what he had learned in his heart, now he felt like a scholar would die for his confidant.
"Oh, that's it. You and I, my king and my ministers, hope that when we meet again, the Ming Dynasty will have a completely new look." Lin Yu sighed, he really had to leave. If Huang Jin and the others didn't leave, they would have found that he was missing.
"Promise, when the emperor and his ministers meet again, I will wash the country of the Ming Dynasty with blood." This is his promise. If the Ming Dynasty is rotten, it will shatter the reconstruction. He believes that with such an emperor, the Ming Dynasty will finally be restored.
There will be a day of awakening.
"Let's go. By the way, you should practice this thing. Your Haoran righteousness is too strong and it will be harmful to your health. Don't let us, the monarch and his ministers, have a chance to meet each other." Lin Yu dropped the two books and left.
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Wang Yangming picked up the book and found "Eternal Life Changchun Gong" and "Tai Chi", both of which are methods of recuperating the body.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." How many monarchs have there been in ancient times who still care about their subordinates like this?
Lin Yu moved towards the palace quickly like a breeze.
He copied the two books just now, and they contain his understanding of Tao. How should I put it? He never believed that martial arts should be swept aside and cherished. Different people practicing the same kung fu will naturally have different effects and achieve different results.
Same height.
Moreover, Wang Yangming is mainly based on the Confucian Haoran Zhengqi. He is about to enter the innate state, so it is impossible to change the exercises. However, if you practice these two books well, there is no problem in replenishing some vitality and increasing some lifespan.
If nothing else, Lin Yu expected Wang Yangming to work for him for another few decades. Although his body was very strong, it was easy for him to burp.
Running all the way, the time was just right. When he returned to the room, Huang Jin asked him to have breakfast.
"Master, you're awake, it's time to have breakfast." Huang Jin gently put a cloak on Lin Yu. It was still a bit windy in the morning.
"How was last night?" Lin Yu raised his eyebrows, don't grab him directly.
"Master, don't worry. My godfather has taken care of it. As expected by Your Majesty, Bai Qingxue came here secretly at night. However, he was discovered by Jin Yiwei as soon as he arrived. Later, my godfather led a symbolic search.
, I guess I was scared to death."
Huang Jin told Lin Yu what happened last night.
"Oh? That's probably quite interesting. Let's continue tonight. She'll probably be anxious after two days of this. She'll take down the guards tomorrow. Also, no matter what kind of noise there is in my room, unless I ask you to come in, you won't be allowed to come in.
Come on in, you know?" That's pretty much it. I'm sure I'll be in a hurry after two days, so I can't really play until the last day.
There are no telephones in this era, so you have to reserve a few days no matter what, otherwise if you really play it, you will be an enemy, although you don't care.
"No." Huang Jin bowed slightly.
"Well, that's it. By the way, don't forget to ask you to find Yan Song." After thinking about it this way, I feel the same. If nothing else happens, after a few years of development like this, I will have the capital to compete with those fools.
, especially the army in the hands of Wang Yangming, at worst, they could directly loot the wealthy businessmen of the world, and burn down the Confucius Temple.
Of course, Wang Yangming himself is a Confucian saint. If he really lets him do this, regardless of whether he does it or not, his Taoist heart will be broken. He will lose his left and right arms because of a moment of anger. It is only a fool who does this.
At that time, all we have to do is carry forward Wang Yangming's teachings, and directly erect a statue of him. It is impossible to send him to a higher level through earthly incense.
But, maybe it doesn’t mean much. Confucianism’s awe-inspiring righteousness automatically rejects one’s own inner energy. In other words, the higher one’s cultivation level, the faster one will die. What one cultivates is a kind of spiritual immortality.
Lin Yu didn't particularly understand. Anyway, none of those great scholars lived long. They used their mortal bodies to activate powerful power. The more they used it, the faster they died.
As for Wang Yangming, the situation is about the same. Although he is half-stepped innately and has a strong body, he is seriously lacking in energy. He hopes to practice the exercises he gave him well, so as not to die before he even starts working.
Among so many Kung Fu methods, only Taoist Kung Fu has the longest longevity, is moderate and peaceful, and although it also pursues spiritual immortality, it is more about the coexistence of body and soul. Compared with Confucianism’s immortality of the soul and most sects’ emphasis on the body, Taoism
Lin Yu has indeed achieved fusion. Lin Yu is not sure about the higher level, but for now he is very viable. As long as he doesn't waste his life, it is basically difficult to die.
But, relatively speaking, the power is relatively weak, so everyone can get what they want. Fortunately, this is what I learned. At worst, I can wear you to death, but I can wear you to despair.
"No, I'm already looking for him. It's just that Yan Song doesn't seem to be in Kyoto at the moment and is being recalled." Huang Jin briefly explained that he had indeed gone to look for him yesterday and found that his resume was pretty good. He is currently at the Hanlin Academy in Nanjing.
After taking office, he ordered his recall, and it was estimated that it would take some time.
"Well, just find it. By the way, how is Jin Yiwei doing? How is Yang Shen doing?" Lin Yu asked as he walked.
"We don't know much about that place, but there did happen to be a big change internally. Some people were very dissatisfied, but they were suppressed by Mr. Yang. Those people came to the palace to complain, but this matter was authorized by His Majesty.
Yes, we won't care about it." Huang Jin answered everything Lin Yu wanted to know one by one.
Lin Yu nodded and didn't say anything else. As long as Yang Shen can handle it well, if a Jin Yiwei can't control it, then what else do I expect from you?